The Revered and Reviled
Prefect Taithar Nin
Rebel-Slayer and Husband
Taithar Nin was born in the town of Aedis, in Greater Xyphon. He was born of an elven mother and a human father. The Nin family owned a shop that traded in whatever odds and ends they could find. Taithar showed an interest in the arcane at an early age, and his parents encouraged it in the hopes that he would become a great wizard some day. Taithar picked up the ways of the blade, and turned his interest towards the discipline of the magus. As time went on, he grew less and less enthused about helping his parents in the shop, and instead wanted to become an adventurer. One day, he took all of the money that he was sure that he alone had earned, and left town. After stumbling around for a few weeks he finally had joined up with a proper adventuring group, and they were headed for the Risvaal. There first dungeon delve was into an ancient tomb, where Taithar found a telepathic sword. It did not know who it was (though it was aware that it was a sword) or what its purpose was, but it did want to leave and travel around. Taithar took it as his own, and named it Sadaat, his father’s middle name.
The adventuring continued, and Taithar traveled the world from north to south, and east to west. Six years past and he had done many a deed. The most noteworthy was saving a city (with some help, of course)from a cult that was planning to summon powerful demons to destroy a city in the hopes of spreading suffering and taking whatever they could from the rubble. After such a noteworthy display, his family was finally able to track him down, and they got word to him that his father was dying and that his elder brother had been killed in one of the empire’s conflicts in the Ostbreak. When he got home, he was not surprised to find that his family had grown to dislike his choice of adventuring over family. One Taithar’s old friend-girls (who was now a woman, only a few years younger than Taithar) from the town made contact with him and rekindled their friendship. She played a big part in helping Taithar to reconnect to his family, and they were on good terms by the time his father died. In the meantime, Taithar and Sariah (his friend-girl) were becoming very intimate, and got to the point of love. She had instilled in Taithar a very strong loyalty to his family though, and he pledged to them that he would help them however he could. He gave them all of his adventuring treasure, except for his sword, who had remembered the name Farscona from its past, and assumed that that was its name. Taithar set out to work as a mercenary to support his family (and himself and Sariah), keeping close so that he could continue his love affair.
A few months in he met up with one of his previous adventuring companions, who talked him into joining a movement dedicated to taking down the Sultan and establishing a less militant ruling body. Taithar had to travel far, and said a long goodbye to Sariah, promising to come back whenever he could. The rebels, who called themselves the Silver Falcons, knew that Taithar was a level above even their more experienced members, so they gave him the most challenging work they could. Sometimes it was a little too challenging, and Taithar had to seek some extra magical assistance. On one of Taithar’s seemingly easier missions, he was set up as bait (without being told) for a big move that the Falcons were making against a Xyphonean prefecture. They were successful, and Taithar was nearly killed. He wanted answers, so he tried to get them from the Falcons, but they wouldn’t talk. He kept trying, but to no avail. Eventually the empire started tailing him, since he was going to every major hideout he knew of, and leading them right to the rebels. The rebels caught on, and thought that Taithar had turned on them, so they tried to have him killed. It didn’t go well, and he went to another of their hideouts, this time more angry and with bigger questions. They attacked him on sight, and their hiedout ended up a battered and frozen cave of its former self.
Things only got worse. The Silver Falcons had been gaining power and taking more land, and even with the empire doing their best to fight them back, they were still gaining. Taithar on the other hand, remained unstoppable. Many people these days will recognize him for that one time that they walked out of the tavern and saw ten men getting their asses beaten by a single ice-wielding swordsman. Taithar was a thorn in the Stallion’s side, and they devoted more and more people into taking him out. This only made him fight harder, and when he couldn’t fight any harder, he pulled one out of the old bag of tricks and went on a dungeon delve to find more powerful magic to aid him. In two years time, he (and the Xyphonaean empire, which had let him do quite a bit of work on the Falcons), had emerged victorious. The empire got a hold of Taithar and gave him a military rank and a title. They also made sure that the citizens who had seen him knew that he was on the Empire’s side now, and that next time someone wanted to stand up to the sultan, they should remember what happened to the Silver Falcons. Taithar Nin had slain a thousand men, and was still thirsty for more (or so they said).
As if leaving to become an adventurer hadn’t been a big enough shame, now the Nin family had to reconcile having a murderer for a son. Sariah wasn’t happy about it either. Taithar had not come to see her in a year, she had had his child, and now he was some sort of imperial puppet. In between managing his new strike force, the Obsidian Talon Irregular Cohort, and dealing with the nobles, Taithar tried to make things better with Sariah. He still loved her, but she wasn’t so sure. She said that he had changed and that the man she knew was not a killer or a soldier. He tried to show her he was still the same man, and he got their relationship 70% fixed before his Cohort was called into action. He left for six months. When he came back things were about the same, and he figured he was good. The nobles, however did not like him. Taithar was born a common man, and had killed his way into power. Furthermore, he outright refused to play the loyalty games the nobles and the sultan were masters of. The new sultan was paranoid, and he was easily convinced that Taithar was a threat to the security of the empire. What this means for him in the future is anyone’s guess.